It’s Sunday and your most important decision is which playlist is the best soundtrack to your morning.
It’s Sunday and you’re not using the iron.
It’s Sunday and you’re walking round in your robe all day.
It’s Sunday and maybe you should start an Etsy store.
It’s Sunday and you’re getting the cafetière out...
It’s Sunday and you’ve heard Guy Ritchie’s latest film is no good, but you’ll be the judge of that.
It’s Sunday and you’re putting the cinnamon bun in the oven for ten minutes to make it warm and gooey, but you get impatient and take it out after five.
It’s Sunday and you’re wondering if anyone actually manages to keep their houseplants alive or if we’re all just replacing them every six months and lying about it.
It’s Sunday and you’ve recently discovered that you love chunky marmalade.
You wonder if this is the final stage of you turning into your mother.
It’s Sunday but you’re not eating avocados - the live, laugh, love of breakfasts.
It’s Sunday and you think you read once that someone got turned away for wearing their pyjamas to the supermarket, but you’re willing to take the risk.
It’s Sunday and you’re convinced that whoever put Marvin Gaye on this playlist is a musical genius.
It’s Sunday and you’re desperately grateful for giant mugs.
It’s Sunday and you’re doing everything and nothing.
And it is glorious.
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